"fat. who cares? syphilis!" and that's how you read a room a la Raja

[regala_electra]

With the phone calls I have to make tonight, I am planning on getting so fly like a person who partakes of enough alcohol that causes them to get slightly tipsy.

I must remember to eat beforehand. *nods*

So, I posted fic last night, a story that I hadn't planned on writing until around 3pm yesterday when I scribbled down a random line in a notebook and then I banged out 3K, dithered around when I got home and didn't edit it until 11pm at night, posting it around 1 or 2am (I can't even remember).

I make the best worst mistakes. But I like the story. I don't like that I woke up at 8:20am thinking I had plenty of time to get into work on time. A loser is me.

Now let's talk about fabulous drag queens, bitches.



I hate everything you choose to be, Shangela. STOP FUCKING SMIRKING.

Alexis's win makes sense with the parameters of the challenge, but I don't really like her.

Carmen shocked me when she delivered a fierce lip-sync. Her other fails did not surprise me. Oh girl. You're dumb as pie and sweet as the New Jersey Turnpike.

Yara is so fucking pretty, I just can't even. So happy she finally saw the light of Shangela's sham. Hopefully it sticks.

Manila's routine was pretty bad but I loved her runway. Thoroughly Modern Millionaire. &hearts_♥

RAJA. Just. Keep being you. The comment about wanting to get some sweet, sweet Johnny Weir action? Priceless.

Okay, as a half Puerto Rican, I was totally annoyed by Alexis's (and to a lesser extent, Yara's) comments to Carmen about being authentically Puerto Rican.

Note: I wasn't insulted, since I've heard similar things, especially from island born and raised Puerto Ricans. It's a really odd thing about being Puerto Rican and not from the island: we carry a lot of the cultural traditions but the move to America (mostly in the New York & Jersey regions) really did remove us from parts of our heritage that we can't get back. Language is a huge one, almost none of my dad's generation grew up bilingual, so how the hell could that have been passed onto to me?

It's weird to emphasize with Carmen, heh.

Like, people get SHOCKED that I know how to make pasteles from scratch and that I don't cheat any of it. Girl, my white mom (Irish/English, totes American) mastered our family's recipe and we get regular demands from Puerto Rican friends of our family for our batches. (*LOL that so sounds like BUT I HAVE A PUERTO RICAN FRIEND! And I do, but still, hee.)

But yeah, that attitude right there? I've seen it so much. Ugh, stop denying someone else's background because they're not "enough" to your liking.

And now let me turn that on to Ms. Shangela and Alexis and kindly asks them to shut the fuck up forever for them dogging on Manila for daring to make un-PC Asian jokes/representing herself as Asian. Her mother's Filipina, her drag name is MANILA LUZON, stop trying to come at her from that angle.

"What are pineapples Japanese?"

Ugh. Go away.

Manila, stop overthinking your comedy bits. The Austin Powers fembot bra design was genius, your runway was fabulous. Keep on keeping on.

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[moonmelody.livejournal.com]

Hey, another RuPaul's Drag Race fan! I thought I was the only one! :D

I totally agree with everything you said, especially the stuff about Carmen. While not entirely parallel, as Mexican-American I've seen and experienced the same type of attitudes. Too "white" for my Mexican-born family; too "Mexican" for my American neighbors. I do speak Spanish, but of 13 second generation grandchildren, there are only 3 of us who do. Our parents can all tell stories of how they were literally punished in grade school for speaking Spanish, so it isn't surprising that it wasn't a priority for all of them to teach the second generation to speak Spanish.

Anyway, you made me happy by talking about fabulous drag queens! :D

[regala-electra.livejournal.com]

Ha, there's like, two other people who watch it in my flist, I think. So yay, welcome!

Yeah, there's a lot of messy stuff about growing up as an Americanized Puerto Rican. Because my mom's Irish/English, I'm very fair and I would get overly praised for being so light and having great skin and told not to go out in the sun, etc. My dad's side is mostly of Spanish/Portuguese origin but very mixed when it comes to presenting as "obviously" Hispanic. I have more redheaded family members on my dad's side than my mom's. o_0

My grandma and step-grandfather (Cuban) were the only people I was around who would speak Spanish when I was growing up and my grandma was born in NY so she always spoke English around me and there was no way for me to pick it up on my own. I took Spanish throughout high school but I get so nervous about speaking it that I'd rather just "understand" it than be put on the spot and attempt to speak.

I can't roll my r's properly. This is really annoying since the proper way to say my last name involves rolling the r. But we had to Americanize how to say the name since it confuses so many people.

Well. Until a baseball player got famous and suddenly people recognized my last name. Sweet victory.

[cathybites.livejournal.com]

I will cut someone if Shangela doesn't go soon.

[regala-electra.livejournal.com]

I dread she's going to be in the Final 3 since she barely gets called out for her SHITTY runway looks.